Page 128 of I Dare You
He doesn’t appreciate being belittled, and spittle runs down his chin as he screams incoherently.
The sight warms the cockles of my heart.
“Now, I’m going to remove the bandanna, so please don’t embarrass yourself by screaming for help.”
Jack’s face is contorted in hatred, but eventually, he nods.
I step closer, and the reality of what he was going to do to me hits hard, so I slap his cheek, angered.
His head snaps to the left with the force.When he meets my eyes, he makes clear he intends to make me pay dearly for what I’ve done.
I remove the bandanna, leaving it hanging around his neck.Jack wets his lips and takes two deep breaths.
“It’s not nice not being able to breathe, is it?”I ask, folding my arms as I stand rooted in front of him.
He spits at my feet in response.
Kit storms forward, but I grab his arm, stopping him.
He won’t take this away from me.
Kit respects my wishes, but it’s apparent by the tensing of his arm that it’s taking all his willpower to remain calm.
“You chose the wrong woman to drug, Jack Bloom.”
Jack’s struggles soon cease.He realizes he’s been played.“Who thefuckare you?And what do you want?”
“I want so many things,” I confess, hand over heart.“Like hearing you scream when being gang-raped in the woods by three disgusting, vile men.”
Jack’s breaths are measured as he listens to what I share.
“You don’t remember, and that’s because you never saw my face.I was merely a plaything for you and your friends.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, you crazy fucking bitch!”
I cluck my tongue, tsking him.“Let me remind you then.”
I move closer, crouching down until we’re at the same level, face-to-face.“First time fingering a pussy?Stick your cock in.It feels even better.Trust me.Especially a tight virgin pussy.”I recite the words that have haunted me for years.
Jack remains impassive, which infuriates me.How dare he have the luxury of forgetting?
“Still nothing?”I mock, and when he shakes his head, eyes narrowed, I punch him in the nose.
Instantly, it begins to bleed.
And only now do I begin to feel somewhat better.
“Freddy and Arthur, those were the men you were with the night you chased me into the woods and raped me.The person who ordered you to do that was Legs, your sister, Rebecca Bloom.”
And there it is…recognition.
Jack spits out a mouthful of blood.“What do you want?”
“I want you to admit what you did.”
Jack takes a deep, steadying breath.“I don’t remember.”
I tongue my cheek and lift my eyes to the heavens, praying for strength.“Well, you’re going to remember because if you don’t, I will expose you for the rapist asshole that you are.”
